Some of you may remember me I am the youngest daughter of Jerry Hughes. I remember spendinbg many vacations at Uncle Cliff and Aunt Charollette's house. It was such a relief to finally be out of our station wagon with nine passengers but worth the trip to spend a few days playing with Glen and Lisa. I just wanted to let you know how deeply sorry I am for your loss.Theresa
The tide recedes but leaves behind bright seashells on the sand. The Sun goes down, but gentle warmth still liners on the land. The music stops, and yet echos on in sweet refrains. For every joy that passes, something beautiful remains. Thought & Prayers